At the same time:

Shi Cheng was holding up a plastic piece of plastic, which contained a severed hand, the only evidence left after the dissection room was destroyed. The rest of the world had long since disappeared without a trace, as if they had run away with their own legs.

In fact, the real situation is similar to this, but Shi Cheng can't imagine it.

The upright young policeman tried to think of all possibilities, but he was soon dismayed to find that his thinking could not be taken either way, and that what had happened all night was completely unbelievable, and nothing could be explained by common sense.

Shi Cheng dialed the internal number and asked, "What about Forensic Doctor Luo?"

Still dizzy, he used enough to tip an elephant. ”

"Damn bastard!" Shi Cheng cursed, slamming the phone in annoyance. I accidentally looked up and saw the camera with the ceiling drooping. Shi Chenghuo stood up, dialed the phone, and asked in a hurry, "Who is on duty in the monitoring room tonight?"

"It's Lao Liutou. ”

"Liu Kuili?"

"Yes, there was originally Xiao Tao, but Xiao Tao said at about ten o'clock that there was a problem with the water released from the drinking bucket in the bureau, and drinking it made people vomit and pull, so he slept in the hospital, uh...... Free. Only Lao Liu Tou is left. ”

Shi Cheng groaned and stroked his forehead in pain. Lao Liu Tou, the one who always likes to drink so dizzy that he can't find the north, his biggest hobby is to kill a pound of Lao Baigan and a large plate of fried peanuts when he is on duty, and then sleep until dawn without knowing anything. It's good, it's very good, and no one is alert to the big movement in the dissection room now, which makes sense.

"Xiao Li, find the surveillance tape for me. ”

"That's good, Officer Shi. ”

Shi Cheng hung up the phone again, looked up at the white line of fish belly in the sky, made himself a cup of strong tea, and planned to continue.

The tape was brought quickly, and the trainee policeman who sent it over had a thunderous expression on his face, and when he handed the tape to Shi Cheng, he said, "Officer Shi, you won't believe the content on it." Aside from the poor results, all the captured footage is comparable to a fantastic blockbuster, so I can only say that it could only be that someone spoofed the tape. ”

Shi Cheng waved him away and stuffed the tape into the player.

The monitoring equipment of the police station is relatively old, and what is played is a silent picture with slight distortion in color, but fortunately, it is still clear, and the characters are not distorted, only a slight sense of lag. This Shi Cheng understands that it is caused by the fact that the device that captures the video is not fast enough.

According to the display of the picture, it was Luo Luo who had been studying the broken leg at first, and he was quite professional in both performance and technique, and this shemale was indeed a very outstanding forensic doctor.

At first, the long section was an unappetizing scene of Forensic Locke cutting and cutting various parts. Shi Cheng looked extremely dull, so he got up and went to get the teacup.

At this time, the fluorescent lamp in the picture suddenly flashed a few times strangely, and the whole picture appeared to have dry lines, and the picture could no longer be seen clearly.

"What the hell?" Shi Cheng turned his body upside down, patted the player vigorously with his palm, and then tossed the TV again. He was a rough man, and he could only think of this solution, and he had shot his second-hand TV set like this.

But this time this trick obviously didn't work, the picture has always had that kind of noise signal to dry, Shi Cheng only vaguely knew that Wang Jinluo took Li Guanghe and a girl called Bell to break the door and rush in, and began to fight in the autopsy, and there was an explosion after the worst. The details of the whole process, such as how the fight started, who was fighting, and what really happened, were not clear.

In the back, a masked man jumped in through the window, and as soon as he rushed in, he disappeared in one place, and the next moment he appeared in another place, holding his right hand high, as if there was something strange on his fingertips or something in his hand, very sharp and sharp. Shi Cheng was surprised, pressed the reverse button and came back to look at it a few times, but the picture was so shattered that not only could he not see what this person was holding in his hand, but he couldn't even see what he was wearing, so Shi Cheng could only guess that he might be holding some sharp weapon in his hand.

Just when Shi Cheng was guessing like this, a strong flash suddenly appeared in the painting, like a flashbang bursting in front of the camera. When the bright light passed and the picture was re-displayed, only a third of the picture on the screen was particularly clear: under the weirdly flickering fluorescent tube, the man slowly raised his head, and Shi Cheng suddenly saw a pair of blood-red glowing eyes!

The teacup in Shi Cheng's hand fell, and there was a bitter chill coming out through those red eyes, penetrating straight into the bone marrow! Shi Cheng's instinctive muscles all over his body tensed, his upper body leaned back slightly, his legs and knees slightly arched but did not move, and he made defensive and offensive defensive movements.

Then he smiled dumbly, just a pair of red eyes, maybe it was because of the red eye effect caused by the old equipment, why were you nervous?

At this time, the picture changes suddenly, and it completely becomes the noise of miscellaneous signals.

Shi Cheng turned his head sideways and pondered, and then reversed the picture and looked at it repeatedly, every time he saw those red eyes, he couldn't help but feel afraid, and it was really too weird until the picture disappeared completely!

Why didn't the camera even break down when it exploded, but when the red eyes appeared, it suddenly failed? According to his own speculation, since it could survive the explosion, it must have been buried in a secret and safe location, why did it fail completely later?

When the phone was broadcast again, the technician replied in the same confusion: "Yes, I don't understand it either." The explosion can survive the explosion, but when I went to investigate, it was completely burned out? Shi team, it's not that I said, it's really evil, I've seen the wiring and internal structure, and it's all burned, and it's a kind of destruction from the inside out, as if there is a force that directly shot them in the head. Oh? No, no, I'm sure, it's not a burn, it's a headshot. Uh, like a headshot...... Sorry, I've been playing too much Counter-Strike lately......"

Shi Cheng slowly hung up the phone, not caring about what the magician was playing recently, he just kept thinking, what was going on? What was going on? What was the situation? What was the situation for what was going on? Everything was so unreasonable, revealing an inexplicable weirdness?

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Or at the same time:

Yang Zhaohua woke up suddenly, gently took away his wife's hand on his lower abdomen with a gentle movement that did not wake up the other party, and stretched out his head to look out of the door. ,

There, there was a faint flickering light, accompanied by some strange noise.

"Son. Yangjia?"

There was no response, Yang Zhaohua got up from the bed in his underwear, pushed open the door, and walked towards the living room in the direction where the light came from.

There, the TV was on, and there was no image, just a snowflake-like noise and a high-frequency murmur. Yang Jia was lying in front of the TV in a crouching posture, looking at the TV screen with relish, his two little legs swaying leisurely, and his side face was constantly flickering brightly and darkly by the light emitted by the TV, and there was an unknown cold smell. There was a Transformers toy next to him, but this time, for some reason, his right thigh was roughly twisted into a terrible angle.

I don't know what happened, Yang Zhonghua suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart, and called in a low voice: "Son?"

"Shhhh Eye Qing was still looking at the TV, but her body suddenly sat up, from lying on her stomach to turning around, and then turning over and sitting up, the whole process took less than half a second, and the action was like a marionette!

Yang Zhonghua almost had the urge to rush to the library, where he had hidden his guns, the Desert Eagle, the Jackhammer-A2 Combat Shotgun gun, the MP5SD Microsound System variant gun, the AWP heavy sniper, and many other guns. Now he just wants to get any of them and blow up the TV.

The temperature in his heart dropped to the freezing point, and Yang Zhonghua once again called softly: "Son!"

Yang Jia turned his head slowly, and his movements were like rusty door loosesheets.

In an instant, Yang Qiuhua's hair stood upside down! I saw that Yang Jia couldn't see any pupils in his two eyes, and only a layer of gray wax stuff filled the pupils of his two eyes. And his head was twisted back a full 180 degrees!

"Yang Jia!" Yang Qiuhua hissed, flipped into the room with the skills of a special soldier, and kicked over the TV.

The huge television was kicked into the air, slammed into the wall, and flew back upside down, smashing to the ground and shattering glass.

Yang Jia was not frightened, but giggled, exhaling the air in his mouth and dragging out a long white mist.

"Here we go. He said, "They told me and said it was started." ”

"Who?" Yang asked in horror.

Yang Jia pointed to the sky and then to the ground, and the child's face smiled treacherously and sneakily like an adult.

Yang Zhonghua was so shocked that his soul flew out of the sky, but he asked uncontrollably, "What started?"

Yang Jia's eyes were rapidly changing to clarity, and the childlike innocence was returning to his face. Just a moment before he was completely normal, he said, "Apocalypse!"

Then he looked at his father puzzled: "Dad, I came down to pee, why did you come with me?" Wow! Who screwed my Optimus Prime?!"

Yang Zhaohua gasped rapidly, his forehead was drenched in sweat, and he would only look at him without blinking. This is the real Yang Jia, not the terrible thing that didn't know what the Dao was just now.

After feeling sorry for his toys, he looked back at his father with a sad face, and was surprised to find that his father's face was extremely ugly, as if someone had also screwed his transformers.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" asked Yang Jia.

Yang Zhonghua wiped the sweat on his face, hugged his son heavily, and choked up: "Son, sleep with me tonight, Dad will protect you." Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, let's go find Yang Yi!"

"Oh yes, go find Brother Yang Yi tomorrow, I still have to eat McDonald's!" the little child cheered, not seeing the father's distorted face behind him in fear of concern. On that, in addition to cold sweat, it is still cold sweat, just like waking up from a nightmare!

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